My face was fixed into a scowl as I went into an abandoned warehouse. 

Stupid a**h**e heroes. 

They're probably going to try to look for me. 

I snorted. 

Good luck with that. 

You're probably wondering how I am 20. 

Well, I created a robot with me in it. 

It was pretty simple. 

I swear though, those kids are dumber than the Minotaur. 

And superhero my a**. 

They sucked. 

They just stood there when I threatened to take Robin. 

I mean, even Robin didn't try to shift into a positioning defend himself.

I snapped my fingers, making the warehouse a whole lot more cozy. 

It now looked like a house. From the inside and out. Well, more like a mansion but whatever. I stretched and let my wings slide out. Then I proceeded to add a whole lot of security. Like lasers. 

You know that stuff. 

Along with an arsenal room, dungeons, basement with games, an indoor pool, gym, torture room, another torture room, an extra mattress room, and a prank room.

 And that all took about 5 hours. And now, I need a job at the Wayne Enterprises. 

I grinned and sat down at the computer. 

Let's see. 

I created a fake person. My name will be Amilia Daring. I am 32 and I have red hair with blue highlights in my hair. Average height and average looks. Then I proceeded to make my history, my fake family, all dead, and fake sob story. Done. 

Wait. I forgot about the fake degrees and stuff. Yup, I don't need to go to school anymore. 

Athena's blessing is useful. I look at the time. I came home at 1pm and now it was 7 pm. Time to apply for a job as a computer person.

I get up, change my looks and walk out of my house. 

I had already made the call about the interview. I got in my Lexus, and drove off towards the looming building. 

Time to have an inside look at Batman's work life. 

Oh this was going to be so much fun. 

Not! 

Time to get a job. Bleh! I'm still eight. 

I don't want a job. I'm rambling. Oops. 

Whatever. 

Time to keep going.